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Saturday night was a night of dance. Evan and Corey hosted the first techno dance party of the semester at their appartment, the third story of an old house located at 9th and moro. it was my job to put together a set of adrenaline packed dance songs, and let me tell you-- it was a good set. along with the all the hors d'ouvres was a good selction wine floating around, it was a pretty damn good time. a group of us went at it all the way from around 10:30 to about 2:00 in the a.m. if you ask me, that's a pretty good workout!

right as the night seemed to be headed to an end, adriana and i decided to crash the mexican independence party held at the "mexican house." man, those girls really know how to put a party together... they had a really big car garage pimped out with flags from all the south and central american countries, and to top it all off they had a mexican flag that measured at least 10' x 20'. with the exception of the flags and a stereo system, there was nothing else in the space except for lots and lots of people dancing. that shit was funny, i definetly made the biggest attempt to dance to the salsa, and cumbia that was playing but next to everybody i looked like just another amateur. we left at around 4 in the a.m. i bet the party went on for at least another 2 hours. there was not much i could do, i was tired and i had to get up for work really early in the morning so that i could cook some breakfast for those kappa girls. the night was lots of fun. nothing like techno and salsa the same night.

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